Personal Literature


“The barge she sat in, like a burnished throne”

William Shakespeare’s Antony and Cleopatra

I am sailing my ship to the unknown
Unbeknown to me, the wind drag me out of the place where I am no more
Don’t look back, don’t whine
It is a place where you’d be fine

Since when I act as if possessed with those whispers
Becoming one of those pathfinders
cost me a life – the only one I have
pat me to catch my breath

The bard I met look at me with a relax
my puzzled mind yet to be solved
But he keeps add more puzzle for me
“They will only believe what you undid as a reality”

Maybe we can burn that whole place down
and let the poison begone

Or just so be it
I am no more there
So be it
I’m sailing into the unknown


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